starting over – On Life, Hope y todo lo demás…

Selling my life on eBay

I love jewelry, but at this point, I’m ready to let much of it go. So, I started selling my life /memories on eBay. Every piece, one by one, is finding a new home. Some pieces were precious at some point, but given that my nieces will probably not want them, I’ve decided to put […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

Starting over is always good

Starting over is always good, no matter how often you have to do it. It means you’re moving forward, trying on a new life, new experiences and facing fears you never thought you could get through. Starting over means you are ready to let go and march on into unknown territory and never look back, […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

Life alone is more than OK!

More often than not, it’s the thought that is scarier than the reality, as with being single and living on my own. Years ago the thought of living alone was so scary that I felt lonely already when I wasn’t! Now, that I’m in fact alone, I don’t feel lonely or scared of facing life […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

At long last, “home”

Besides a 9 month stint, I’ve never lived alone. Now, at almost 52, and after two years floating between friend’s homes to family’s homes after my divorce, I will finally live on my own! I found a home! I thought this moment would never come, and although I’m a bit anxious, I’m excited at the […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

Starting from the very bottom at 51

It’s evening, my very own evening. An evening like no other because it will never repeat itself. Nobody will experience it but me because it’s the evening of my life. The last chapter they call it, the second half if I’m lucky. I’m 51 and the clock has struck 7 p.m. What the evening brings I […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

Clearing your mind by cleaning your space

I tell my family and friends that I like to clean and they find it very strange. See, I’m one of those people who has a hard time sitting still and cleaning helps me focus, relax and put my thoughts and life in order. Now, more than ever, I’m taking stock of all I own, […]

by Laura Basset Carbonell

Starting over.

When the night closed in and she turned to walk away, she did so very slowly. Trying to make sure her steps didn’t turn into a mad run.

by Laura Basset Carbonell

The earthquakes of our lives.

For a long time Martha couldn’t recognize herself. She felt as if an earthquake had shattered the ground she’d once so safely stood on, and now she stumbled and made her way in this uneven territory bumping into walls, and the broken pieces of “life.”